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Emma’s First Birthday

It hardly seems like there’s been enough time for it, but our dear Mrs. Peel is already one year old. Well, she will be on the 11th.


I was able to arrange travel to Boise for the weekend before, and so we had a birthday party for Emma on Saturday.


The first birthday is a special celebration, and so we got a special cake.


And the Birthday girl wore a special dress.


I prepared a taco bar, and all the neighborhood kids showed up for cake and screaming.


Emma got her first taste of cake and seemed to enjoy the experience.


It snowed that night and most of the morning, so before the party kicked off, the kids and I went and did some sledding in the front yard and street.


Everyone had a good time, and the kids even sang happy birthday to Emma. I have a video of that I’ll share later.


First Trip to Disneyland

With Logan’s first birthday coming up in less than a week, we took the little fella to Disneyland to celebrate. When we started planning the trip, it seemed like a great idea. Disneyland is one of Cameron’s favorite places and I enjoy it as well. I enjoy it most when I’m not standing in line or eating terrible food, but I enjoy it nonetheless. Including our son in the family tradition of listening to me complain about the crowds and long lines felt like the right thing to do.
L is for Logan

In retrospect, he may have been a little young to really enjoy the trip. The took him on a few rides that had mercifully short lines and were geared toward the younger attendees. Attractions like Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, Peter Pan’s Flight, some new Winnie the Pooh ride, It’s A Small World, and the carousel all seemed like low key low impact attractions that he may find visually stimulating without being too stimulating or chaotic.

A typical reaction

His reaction to these rides ranged from astonished disinterest to disturbed terror. For some reason, Peter Pan’s Flight was highest on the list of Rides That Terrified My Son.

Zonked out

The carousel, was at first startling, but he soon settled into a state of unaffected boredom, bordering on confused detachment.

Confused detachment appeared to be his primary state for the entire weekend. Interactions with costumed characters earned scowls of disbelief or outright impassive stares. At first I was concerned about it, but after some consideration I realized that to an infant, Disneyland is probably a lot like an extended hallucination where your fragile understanding of the world around you is constantly challenged if not outright fractured.

Logan and Meeko

Forest creatures are animated, enlarged, anthropomorphized, and personally engage you. The laws of physics are constantly breached. You are stimulated by visions of things that can’t possibly exist and constantly bombarded by auditory and visual stimulation that is difficult to process at the best of times.

Logan and Chip take a breakfast meeting

Disneyland for infants is like a bad acid trip that lasts for days.

No wonder he was upset by the idea of flying over London in a sailboat. Add to this the fact he spent the majority of the weekend strapped into either a car seat, a stroller or a high chair, and it should be no wonder that Logan’s favorite Disneyland attraction was our hotel room. It was the only place where reality wasn’t warped and he was allowed to move around under his own power. Looking back on the weekend, it may have been more interesting to him if I had just piled a couple thousand dollars on the floor of a Super 6 and lit it on fire.

Birthday cake towel

Interestingly, one of the few attractions that held his interest and he seemed to enjoy, was the Ferris Wheel, a contraption that I find simultaneously and dichotomously boring and terrifying. He appeared mesmerized by the motion and altitude.

It's a long way down from the Ferris Wheel

Mommy and Logan on the Ferris Wheel at Paradise Pier

His mother and I had fun though, and I suspect that the trip was largely for our benefit anyway. Logan is unlikely to have any coherent memories of the weekend, but we will cherish the memories of his first trip to Disneyland for years to come.

Logan and Mommy with their favorite bear

I think we’ll wait a few years before going back though. Maybe until he’s old enough to go on roller coasters with his mother. That’s a chore I will willingly abdicate so that I can enjoy my favorite ride at Disneyland. The bench.

Father and Son